Chapter 85.3: "...... Then, coins or valuables are in the bedrooms, or are they hidden in the basement?"

"...... Then, coins or valuables are in the bedrooms, or are they hidden in the basement?"

In the back of the kitchen that extends from the living room, there is a place that seems to be a bathroom with a bathtub.

Then, there will probably be valuables behind the other two doors.

The big brother opens one of the two doors. Beyond that is a huge bed. Apparently, this is like the bedroom of the "Holy maiden" and her husband.

"The "Holy maiden" spends her nights with his husband here.... Are you excited, big brother?"

"Oh, oh ... don't get excited ... I'm telling you that you should find valuables!"

"But then, big brother? the "Holy maiden's" everyday clothes and accessories ... Do you think we can sell them?"

"No, it's impossible. First of all, there's no way to prove that these are the "Holy maiden's" possessions. No, we can't even say that we've stolen from the "Holy maiden's" house."

"That's true, what could we expect."

"Don't look for strange things, just look for valuables."

Suddenly a small noise starts resonating the moment the two people looked under the bed and started searching through their clothes.

At first is the big brother and little brother thought they were mishearing, but there is certainly small rattling sound.

The two of them looked around suspiciously, and they can see that a comb placed on the small desk next to the bed ─ One of the "Holy maiden's" favorite items ─ Is shaking slightly.

"Wha...what?"

"He...here?"

While the two exchange anxious words, the comb continues to vibrate even though no one is touching it.

"We should get away from here quickly....."

"Y..yes big brother."

They both feel that there must be something creepy floating in the bedroom with an ominous smile.

The two of them who came back to the living room continue their search by opening the other door.

However, it seems to be an unused room, and there is only a bed of an unfamiliar style.

".... Nothing here either. Where do they hide their valuables?"

"But big brother, this unusual bed... Can we sell it at a high price?"

"Idiot. How would you carry such a big bed? Even if both of us carry it out, it won't be easy to survey our surroundings"

"Oh, is that so?"

The elder brother returns to the living room, laughing at his younger brother with a wry smile.

Looking around in the living room, he notices some stairs leading up in one corner.

"... Is there a room or a storeroom in the attic.... Their valuables might be placed there."

Exchanging glances with his brother, the big brother soundlessly approaches the stairs.

It was at that time.

Suddenly, a creepy sound approaches their ears.

"Wh..what... is this sound?"

"Oh, it seems to be coming from above, big brother..."

An eerie sound that they have never heard before. The bass that plays something strikes fear into both of them.

Biron. Biron. Biro ro ro ro ron.

They stare at each other anxiously.

"O...okay. You can go up and check out the situation."

"Whaaaaat, you want me to go!?"

"Go on then!"

The elder brother pushed him up the stairs by kicking him in the bottom.

The younger brother climbs the stairs.

Then gently lifts up the trapdoor and peeks through to check up on the attic.

The attic seems to be used as a storeroom, with various things placed inside.

Even if you call it an attic, it is thoroughly cleaned and ventilated, and there isn't a single typical attic smell of dust or dampness.

And here, there is armor and weapons that appear to be owned by the residents of this house, and there are also cloth bags that seem to contain silver coins in one corner.

Armor and weapons are expensive by themselves, and if you sell them, they can fetch a fair price.

What's more, this house is the home of the world-famous "Holy maiden" and the lord who defeated the dragon. If it's the equipment used by such people, it must be more expensive than equipment sold in the area.

In addition, there are some cloth bags that contain silver coins in plain sight.

"Hooray, we finally found the treasure."

The moment the younger brother who found their target object pulls his body halfway up through the entrance of the attic happily and courageously. That spooky sound resonated again.

Biro ~o~on. Biro ro ro ~o~o~on.

An even creepier sound than before. No melody, just a haphazard sound. For that reason, it sounds even creepier.

The younger brother, who started trembling slowly turns his head to one corner of the attic. Lying there is an instrument he has never seen before.

Apparently, the real origin of that sound seems to be that instrument.

The younger brother understands that fact. But his complexion pales as he sees it.

"B...but the instrument is... No one is touching it, but that sound..."

The instrument is making a sound. However no one can be seen playing it. As the younger brother said, the instrument is making sounds on its own.

Biro ~o~on. Biro ro ro ~o~o~on. Biro ~o~o~o~o~o~on.

"W...why is the instrument.... W....wha...wha !?"

After witnessing the incomprehensible phenomenon of the musical instrument playing on its own, the little brother tripped on the stairs and fell down into the living room.

As the little brother falls down the stairs, the big brother crouches in a hurry.

"W..what happened? What on earth happened?"

"B...but the instrument.... the instrument made a sound.... b..big brother!! Is there something wrong with this house!?"

He holds on to his big brother, to feel safer.

Meanwhile, the eerie sound continues. It seems like it is trying to say "Get out of this house"."

"W...what is it... w....w...w...w..wha?"

"F...for example........................... a <Devil>..... or.....?"

"D...<devil>..?"

Hearing <Devil>, the older brother also becomes pale.

For people, <Devils> are an imminent threat. Few humans have been in direct contact with a <Devil>, but their terrible nature has been communicated to the extent that everyone knows of it.

Of course, for both of them, a <Devil> is a terrible existence.

"S..S..SS.S.SSS...Stupid! T....T...This place is the house of the "Holy maiden"!? T..There's no <Demon>....!!"

If there was a <Devil> here, the "Holy maiden" wouldn't miss it.

While voicing that out, the big brother looks around calmly.

Then he suddenly tenses up, and stares intently at a certain place.

When his little brother looks there suspiciously, his body stiffens too.

Because, in their line of sight, a cooking knife is floating in the air pointed at them.

Brownies are limited but motivated.

The limitations are that brownies can only move around in the house they live in, and their size is limited to chairs. Large furniture cannot be moved.

Calcedonia's comb making a noise in the bedroom, and Tatsumi's guitar being played in the attic are both caused by the Brownie's powers.

Something big needs too much force to be moved, but if we consider cooking knives, several can be moved at the same time.

At first, only one knife was in the air. However, that number is gradually increasing.

Two, three, four... Finally more than ten knives floating in the air. Ten or more knives pointing their edges towards the two intruders.

"EE.....eeeek!!"

Which one of them let all a small scream.

As if the scream was the signal, more than ten knives attacked both of them at the same time.

"....Who are these two people....?"

"Well..... Who?"

Tatsumi and Calcedonia, who just came home, tilted their heads after seeing two unconscious men on the floor of their living room.

Several cooking knives are piercing the edges of their clothes. Their clothes are pinned to the floor by them, preventing both of them from moving.

Tatsumi and Calcedonia can't see any visible injuries. It looks like they've only fainted.

"............ Are they thieves? Can you go call the guards just in case?"

"Sorry, my husband. I was in a hurry this morning so I forgot to lock the door..."

"Oh ... well, about that ... I hold some responsibility ..."

Remembering they were flirting this morning, Tatsumi's and Calcedonia's faces redden.

"....But, who was it...?"

"Maybe it's the Brownie that lives in our home? I'm sure he caught the thieves for us during our absence."

"I see, Thank you Brownie."

"Thank you, I'll leave you a feast tonight."

There is a pleasant sound coming from somewhere in the house to respond to their words.

Maybe it's a brownie-like declaration of victory.